User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-3474228-20121108002832/@comment-25220117-20121225103315

Slashing a nearby otter across the throat with the mace, the rat loomed above the fallen Skipper, smiling cruelly "Drop yore blade, cully, afore I use it t' saw out yore insides" With a nod to the ratsmith and a spearwielding weasel nearby, they cleared space from the otter, soon joined by several more footsoldiers and town militia, who look on grimly as they swiftly surround Sterling